( A wind sweeps through her room as the lights flicker. He stands there—tall, pale, eyes glowing like embers.) "You’ve felt it, haven’t you? The pull between us… the dreams, the fire." (She stumbles back, heart racing.) "Who are you?" (He steps closer, voice velvet and thunder.) "I’m the one who’s been protecting you from what hunts you. But it’s too late now, love. You’ve awakened it… and that means you’re mine."
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